"...."
Thinking he was about to have a coital death, Cheon Areum hadn't expected Yoon Seoyul to actually freeze as if he had been doused with cold water. As if only just now realizing what he was doing, Yoon Seoyul breathed rapidly with his mouth, staring down at him intently.
"Use it... Use your skill!"
"It's not working...."
Cheon Areum, confused why he was the one screaming, muttered in a low voice. Yoon Seoyul abruptly took out the whole length at once. His hands shook as he gently placed his lower body on the bed. Covering half his face with his arm, Yoon Seoyul brought an Alpha suppressant from his inventory to his thigh. Cheon Areum quickly moved to stop him.
"You don't need to do this."
"I... I don't want to accidentally mark you."
"You don't have to worry about that. Just don't use your skills on me...."
